MARRIED AN ELDERLY NURSE

PRETENDING TO BE BUSY

Naysila was not unaware that since then there was a pair of eagle eyes that often watched every movement of his body so intensely.

For this reason Naysila deliberately often do everything, pretending to be busy, pacing erratically, just to avoid so that the King does not have a chance to ask this and that.

'Why doesn't he just sleep? If he was still sitting fiddling with the phone while occasionally glancing with a suspicious look like that ... I'm getting scared to come closer ...'

Bathin Naysila while pretending to fold her actual pile of clothes was neat from the beginning.

Naysila felt a stir of her own because the King had not yet revealed the veil to lay himself down into the bed.

While it was ...

The king who seems busy fiddling with the phone but is actually just opening various applications randomly is actually also holding back anxiety.

Questions have invaded his brain to ask for answers.

But let alone asking directly, Naysila never even approached the King as if he deliberately did not want to give the King a chance to talk to him.

'Why would he intentionally corner Utari like that? Does he know the story of the past between me and Utari? But if so, why should he act so extreme ...? Is he showing jealousy ...?'

The King's head was dizzy himself, being constantly pursued by the same questions, after he was made silent by the actions of Naysila who was so flexible but biting, when facing Mother and Utari this afternoon.

Can't stand each other's silence long enough, the patience of the King who is usually only as thin as tissue is now exhausted.

The king threw the phone in his hand on the surface of the pillow, then with a firm movement the King rose from his seat which initially leaned comfortably on the head of the bed, directly approached Naysila who was so aware of the King's movements he also intended to rush up deftly.

"Heh, where are you going?" concluded the King, nimbly immediately caught the tiny arm of Naysila who was about to escape from before him.

"Egh, yes ... I ... I'm going to the bathroom ... Yes, bathroom ..."

The king's eyebrows linked to Naysila's broken answer, so nervous..

"What's wrong? You have diarrhea?" the King asked in full search, without the slightest loosening the grip of his hand on Naysila's arm, as if afraid that if she missed the woman could disappear from her sight.

Naysila's head shakes his head in response to the King's probing question.

'Diare ...?'

"Ihh, slovenly ... Very embarrassed ...'

'May the King accuse me of diarrhea ...!'

Well, although from the beginning Naysila was deliberately back and forth the bathroom to avoid the King, but if accused of diarrhea Naysila also felt embarrassed.

"If it's not diarrhea, then what is it?"

"T-nothing ... I ... I just ..."

"Naysila, don't mess with me well. You think I haven't counted since?"

"Egh, a-appa ...?"

The king glared to find Naysila's innocent face as if without sin.

"I've been counting since, you've been in and out of the bathroom four times for no apparent reason. Now you want to go in the bathroom again? What are you doing?"

Naysila was stunned in her place, barely believing when she realized the King could even count how many times she went back and forth the bathroom for no apparent reason.

"Kemari ..." without wasting any longer, the King directly dragged Naysila's arm closer to the bed.

Naysila, shocked by the King's spontaneous actions, appears to be in small rebellion.

"S-several ... This ... Anu ... N-no, I haven't been sleepy ..."

The violent rebellion of Naysila seemed to mean nothing to the King who continued to drag his tiny body in the direction he wanted.

"It's up to you to be sleepy or not, which obviously now I'm sleepy, and that means it's time to go to sleep ...!"

"Yes, fine, fine ... But I'll be able to get into bed myself without having to .... Aaaaaaakkh ...!!"

Naysila's sentence had ended in a stifled strangle, while Naysila's tiny body seemed to float for a moment in the air before almost bouncing after being knocked hard onto the surface of the super soft bed.

Not yet fully Naysila was aware of what was happening, while no more than two seconds of the King's stocky body had overtaken him.

"T-Master what's up ...?" Naysila inched in panic as the King's body rested on both of her burly arms filled with her loamy muscle bulges on the left and on the right ...

Next ...

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